"It's just the end of summer, and the wheat seedlings are still lush and green."
"By the time of autumn harvest, there should be a good harvest here."
Zhang Liang stood behind Jiang Lin, looking at the farmland in front of him, with some emotion on his face.
Hearing this, Fusu looked at Zhang Liang with some surprise.
"Brother Zifang, you seem to know a lot about farming?"
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